Graduation Day

Harley wears a grin that hasn’t cooled since the cap hit the grass. She calls Natalia, the only person who’d match her mood, and they head straight to Manuel’s house after the ceremony. He lets them in. Natalia slips into the bathroom first, and Harley follows. They press close by the sink, mouths wet, hands under lace. Natalia’s breath hitches, and Harley answers it with her tongue. They step out in matching sets: tiny bras that barely hold their tits, panties already darkening. Manuel watches from the kitchen counter, hard in his pants. He pulls Harley to him, spins her, peels the thong aside, and tastes her straight from the ass. Natalia drops to her knees, takes him in her mouth, then hands him back to Harley so she can taste the same salt. They move to the bedroom in a slow knot of limbs. Manuel lies back. Natalia straddles his face while Harley sinks onto his cock. They trade places without hurry, each girl licking him clean before the other climbs on again. When he’s close, Harley takes him in her mouth, letting Natalia kiss the taste from her lips while he spills across their tongues.